3rd Sunday after Easter
Up with the larks. Drove to Yeadon and looked at kitchens in a showroom. Lots of people drinking wine and eating cheese and biscuits. No way to sell kitchens if you ask me.
On to Sue's. Sat drinking lager and looking at Christopher, who is quite massive now. The poor baby is a Nason all over. Onwards to Pine Tops. Mum and Dad have now taken fancy to a guest house at Grassington, and have made an offer. I am not enthusiastic. Frying eggs all day isn't what I call a proper job and I can see them in my minds eye behind a bar pulling pints. They seem very happy about it, and say it won't be as restrictive as a tavern.
Watched 'Brief Encounter' only half-heartedly, and played with Frances, who has the reddest cheeks I have ever seen. She had stayed over last night whilst Lynn and Dave were out at Sicklinghall with Trevor and Jane. Frances can only crawl and refuses to stand. A beautiful, comical looking child. Lynn and Dave came in at 2. Dad followed [he's been on duty]. Dave went away to draw, and came back at 6 with fish and chips, after which they took baby home to bed. We sat and watched 'Woman in White' and left after 10.
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